Red Quotes

I live by a man's code, designed to fit a man's world, yet at the same time I never forget that a woman's first job is to choose the right shade of lipstick.

I gave to pink, the nerve of the red, a neon pink, an unreal pink.

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head. But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying's not for me. Cause I ain't gonna stop the rain by complaining.

Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White and Blue

Our flag is read, white and blue, but our nation is a rainbown-red, yellow, brown, black and white - and we're all precious in God's sight.

Do your squats eat, your vegetables, wear red lipstick, [and] don't let boys be mean to you.

May all Christians be found worthy of either the pure white crown of a holy life or the royal red crown of martyrdom.

What is so seductive about texting, about keeping that phone on, about that little red light on the BlackBerry, is you want to know who wants you.

I remember in that red leisure suit I sort of felt like a Pizza Hut employee, and the white one was the ultimate, with the white turtleneck collar, that was the ultimate in bad taste.

Artists can color the sky red because they know it's blue. Those of us who aren't artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we're stupid.

You know, a lot of people say they didn't want to die until the Red Sox won the World Series. Well, there could be a lot of busy ambulances tomorrow.

A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.

If You want a man to notice you, just wear red lipstick

A good margarita, a good red wine, I like expensive alcohol, but not a lot of it. I don't like to throw up.

Wherever the Catholic sun doth shine, There’s always laughter and good red wine. At least I’ve always found it so. Benedicamus Domino!

I hate the taste of alcohol. When I'm drinking, I'm drinking Red Bull.

Pistachio nuts, the red ones, cure any problem.

I have to have lemon and honey. I have to have apple cider vinegar, Braggs. And I have to have either Red Vines or Twizzlers. These things, you know, are the things that help my vocal performance.

I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.

They claim red meat is bad for you. But I never saw a sick-looking tiger.

After Big Media, U.S. colleges and universities are the biggest enemies of the values of red-state Americans.

I am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.

Serendipity is putting a quarter in the gumball machine and having three pieces come rattling out instead of one-all red.

Violet has the shortest wavelength of the spectrum. Behind it, the invisible ultraviolet. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. Poor violet, violated for a rhyme.

Everyone knows that yellow, orange, and red suggest ideas of joy and plenty. I can paint you the skin of Venus with mud, provided you let me surround it as I will.

Dropkick Murphys get me going, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Nirvana... plus, all the regular hip-hop stuff.

The world was like a huge red carpet out ahead of me to be walked on. And it stretched on and on, no end.

Love is a spendthrift, leaves it arithmetic at home, is always in the red.

I see all the red carpet paparazzi stuff and I'm like, 'Really? Do I have to?!' I like to work and I know that's part of the job. But you kind of take it in stride.

It's mostly Mars Bars and peanuts and cheese and you go to the fridge and there's Red Bull and Beer. It's not like people are holding me down and pouring beer in my face.

The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams. So much depends upom a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.

The memory of that scene for me is like a frame of film forever frozen at that moment: the red carpet, the green lawn, the white house, the leaden sky. The new president and his first lady.

I detest 'Jingle Bells,' 'White Christmas,' 'Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer,' and the obscene spending bonanza that nowadays seems to occupy not just December, but November and much of October, too.

Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.

It'd be the thrill of anyone's bull riding career to ride Red Rock. Like when Freckles Brown rode Tornado.

I sometimes wonder if two thirds of the globe is covered in red carpet.

Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red.

If you step back and look at the data, the optimum amount of red meat you eat should be zero.

I used to look like a deer in headlights on the red carpet. You step out of the car and it's bedlam. Everyone's got crazy eyes.

I challenge you, to go to any school and open 50 lunchboxes, and I guarantee you there will be one or two cans of Red Bull, there'll be cold McDonald's and jam sandwiches with several cakes.

I bet you like sitting at red lights.

The truth doesn't set you free, you know. It makes you feel awkward and embarrassed and defenseless and red in the face and horrified and petrified and vulnerable.

I was always a character actor. I just looked like Little Red Riding Hood.

My grandfather Frank Lloyd Wright wore a red sash on his wedding night. That is glamour!

Candlelight and red wine? I don't know. Vulnerability catches me off guard every single time.

One day, I'll be listening to a bunch of Ray Charles, the next day it's nothing but Red Hot Chili Peppers. The next day it might be Tupac all day.

The red and white and starry blue Is freedom's shield and hope.

A lot of sequins for New Year's! Red, green, white - I fail at all of that because I'm always in black. But for Christmas, I do love wearing cute dresses with tights and a pair of boots.

It's about businesses nervous about taking on school leavers because of a mass of red tape. It's about health and safety regulations and green fines.

I got a feeling I had loads when I was in primary school, 'cause I had red hair; you know, like Duracell.